Zoning Out

We all reach a place where we experiment with who we are and the more you experiment the more likely it is you will lose part of yourself... Just maybe it will be a part that you liked... and you cant get it back.

Someone’s talking I’m not listening It’s not important I’m thinking

About my life Where did it go wrong Was it with the first guy Or my first lie

Was it with hatred Or with the first pain Was it with the wrong touch Or a great hug

Was it with those tears I didn’t cry Or with the thousand of tears I did Was it holding a hand Or not holding a hand

I don’t know All I know is the hatred and numbness The want to be happy again Happy to be alone

Alone in the dark Alone with my mistakes Alone with my urges for companionship Alone with the silence

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